The White Peacock

Recently, I walked out of a store and saw this white peacock in front of our truck. Um...

I went back inside, and told the clerk about it, thinking maybe someone had lost their peacock. She said it belonged next door and sometimes wandered over.

It was fascinated with our truck. I got in the driver's seat and carefully backed up. It came with me. I got out, and it was circling the truck. I got back in and could not tell where it was. I honked the horn hoping to scare it back a few feet, but it still stuck with me. I looked up, and the clerk apparently heard me honk, realized what was happening, and came out to help.

She motioned for me to go once the bird was far enough away. I did, and once I was closer to her, I stopped and we chatted a bit. She said the reason it was so fascinated with our truck is that he liked to look at himself in the bumper. So, it wasn't really the truck he liked, it was the handsome fellow in the mirror. Ha! 

 

That peacock made my day!